[ Whatever Ignacio is planning, Juniper has yet to guess it correctly. And she's been pondering what it is, oh has she pondered, so she brings with her to this little rendezvous a healthy sense of curiosity, as well as an excited sort of enthusiasm that has her intrigued long before she arrives.
Well. All of that, plus the very distinct memory of last time they were here together that he's imprinted on her. She's been thinking about that a lot, too. More than she'd care to admit. And if it's not at the forefront of her mind when she approaches, well, the moment she finds him, stripped and basking in the starlight, it certainly is now. ]
Good evening, Ignacio. [ A polite greeting, as usual. Even though she's wholly distracted by the sight of him, tail twitching and eyes wandering before she corrects her gaze to look to his face instead. ] No pink suit, this time?
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Well. All of that, plus the very distinct memory of last time they were here together that he's imprinted on her. She's been thinking about that a lot, too. More than she'd care to admit. And if it's not at the forefront of her mind when she approaches, well, the moment she finds him, stripped and basking in the starlight, it certainly is now. ]
Good evening, Ignacio. [ A polite greeting, as usual. Even though she's wholly distracted by the sight of him, tail twitching and eyes wandering before she corrects her gaze to look to his face instead. ] No pink suit, this time?
[ Not that she's complaining. This is nice too. ]